Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Husband Novel 310

Chapter 310 Morning At The New Place

Whilst Sofia was in her deep slumber, she felt as though she was floating weightlessly on a bed of the softest clouds. She was embraced by a warm and comforting layer that surrounded her in a cocoon of tranquillity. Sofia held onto the snug cover tightly, unwilling to let go of the dream. However, her peaceful rest was interrupted by someone shaking her and calling out her name. Sofia gradually opened her eyes, still feeling the remnants of her comforting dream.

As her eyelids gradually lifted, she struggled to adjust to the blinding brightness that flooded her vision. She squinted, and blinking repeatedly she attempted to clear her vision until her eyes finally adjusted to the intense light. It was then that she noticed a young woman standing directly in front of her, regarding her with an expression of complete disinterest.

Sofia quickly got up from her bed and sat there for a moment, mentally slapping herself for sleeping so late. She knew she was supposed to wake up early and make breakfast, just like she used to do in her father's house. After that, she had to do all the household chores. She was afraid that there might be consequences for sleeping in so late and not making a meal on time for the entire family.

As she carefully lifted the cover, she was struck by the realization that she had been sleeping on an incredibly soft mattress, luxuriously draped with a warm silk blanket. Her mind raced as she tried to piece together the events of the previous evening - she distinctly remembered falling asleep on the hard floor.

So how had she ended up here, in this soft, inviting bed?

The questions swirled in her mind, leaving her feeling slightly bewildered.

Sofia felt her heart race as she remembered the anger Leonardo Morelli had shown when he found her on his bed last night. She knew that if he caught her sleeping on his expensive beds again, he would be even angrier. Taking a deep breath, she quickly got off the bed and winced from the pain between her legs. Her legs shook, and she was about to fall.

when she saw the girl who had

guest room where your clothes are kept," the girl began in a

she didn't

now past eleven, and breakfast is nearing its end, so you may wish to take

muttered quietly under her breath,

found a walk-in closet. When she went inside, she saw many dresses and clothes for women hanging there. Everything looked so

she gingerly stepped into the walk-in closet and was immediately struck by the overwhelming display of exquisite dresses and women's clothing elegantly hanging before her. The undeniable quality of the garments sent a shiver of apprehension down her spine, as she couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear at the thought of handling such

to the hem of her dress, which was now crumpled and smudged. She scanned her closet, hoping to find something simple to wear amongst the expensive, limited-edition dresses. She spotted a lovely floral dress and grabbed it before heading

believe her eyes as

it before However, Sofia hesitated. She had been living as a servant in her father's house, and her stepmother had forbidden her to use anything luxurious. She wasn't sure if she was allowed to bathe here. Despite her confusion, she

entering the shower, fear gripped her. With a nervous heart, she picked up the bottle

surrounding her. Once

finished washing herself, she

carefully slipped the floral dress over her head, leaving her wet hair down to air-dry.

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